"Hahaha..." "All the blood and essence in his body has been drained out, and he was saved." Du was beaten, but he was honest and even spoke wildly. Er Gouzi didn't bother him, but took out a tube of pure chili water and poured it directly into Du's eyes and nose. "Cough cough cough..." "Ahhh..." Er Gouzi raised the heavy sword again and broke one of Du's fingers. "What do you say?" "Is there any way to save him?" "Dong Dongdong..."
Sima Yi's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and Er Gouzi was anxious. After a few sword strikes, he broke several more fingers of Du. "Hahaha..." "It's no use for you to be anxious. He was saved, and you pulled out the steel needle, so he died faster." Er Gouzi stepped on a few more bones of Du. "I was too cautious for a moment and got you into trouble. Cough cough cough... I am just a small branch of the sect. You have offended the Divine Sect and are in big trouble, cough cough cough..." "Hahaha..." The branch laughed and tilted its head, and died just like that. Er Gouzi saw this and lost hope. Sima Yi's breath gradually disappeared, and Er Gouzi only hated himself for being incompetent and not being able to think of any solution at the critical moment. At this moment, he looked at the remaining people on the seven pillars and the huge tripod on the ground. Sima Yi's blood was drawn into this tripod, or put him in and try to absorb some blood again. I touched the edge of the copper tripod and it was very hot. If you are not careful, you may be cooked. Now that I can think of other ways, I can only treat the dead horse as a living horse. Thinking of this, he took out his gourd and poured a big mouthful of water into Sima Yi's mouth. Then he took off Sima Yi's clothes, put him in the tripod, and covered the tripod lid. He looked back at the eight pillars again. Now one was empty, and he knew it would affect the effect.
Now there was no living person in his hand, so he could only pick up the corpse of Duo and hang it on the pillar. Maybe some blood can be released while it is hot. Picked up the more than one foot long steel needle, imitated the previous way, and stabbed it obliquely into Duo's Yongquan acupoint, leaving only an inch outside. Sure enough, a stream of blood soon gushed out and slowly flowed into the tripod along the rune. And the blood flowing out from Duo's feet was more than the other seven people combined. Every once in a while, Er Gouzi used his spiritual sense to observe Sima Yi's situation. Even if he was saved, he planned to leave a complete body to prevent him from being steamed. Fortunately, Sima Yi was still holding on to his last breath and was not dead, which made him feel relieved. Seeing this, he simply hung up the pockmarked face corpse while it was still hot to bleed. The pockmarked face had a higher level of cultivation and should be more valuable. The original person on the pillar died not long after he took it down. Sima Yi in the tripod is still holding on to his last breath, so it should have some effect. Until this time, Er Gouzi began to look at this room. There is a natural cave here, and the walls around are dark red, and there are some red bamboo shoots. In a corner of the room, there are some items such as tables and chairs. Er Gouzi walked over to take a look and found a set of clothes that should be taken off by Duo. After searching, he only found a bottle of blood and soul. However, under the clothes, he found a sword that was more than one foot long, with some runes engraved on the sword. A flying sword! He had seen the county magistrate and the registrar use flying swords to fight. He thought he could catch it with such power. Er Gouzi felt a little scared now, fortunately he had just killed Duo with a sneak attack. However, Duo relied on his strength in the late stage of Qi training, and controlled the flying sword. He would have enough heads to chop him off even if he had nine heads. Not to mention, there was a pockmarked face next to him with the same strength as him. As for the method of controlling the magic weapon, there was a weapon control method in the basic magic book left by the master, which was used to control the magic weapon. He took out the book of basic spells from the gourd and read the weapon control technique again. He picked up the flying sword and tried to input the true qi into it. At the same time, his spiritual consciousness probed into the flying sword and found a rune inside. Through this rune, he could control the trajectory of the flying sword with his spiritual consciousness. As he input his true qi and spiritual consciousness, the flying sword gradually floated from his hand and floated in the air. "Swoosh!"
"Ding!" As his mind moved, the flying sword flew out. Before Er Gouzi could react, the flying sword had been nailed to the wall, penetrated five or six inches, and stuck in his head and came out. At this speed, it was faster than his sword. Moreover, the flying sword could be controlled by the spiritual consciousness, turning and twisting in the air. Just because the flying sword was too fast, he didn't have time to control it. Er Gouzi walked over and pulled the flying sword off the wall, and re-injected his true qi and spiritual consciousness to control it. This time he had been prepared for it. The flying sword circled in the air and finally managed to control it. But the operation is not yet proficient enough, and it requires long-term practice. However, the flying sword consumes a lot of true qi and spiritual consciousness. After trying for a while, he had lost more than half of his true qi in the field. The spiritual consciousness in the upper field was also much less. Now there is danger at any time, and the true qi can be exhausted. Er Gouzi walked to the big cauldron to check Sima Yi and found that his breath finally strengthened a little. It really worked. Maybe Sima Yi can be saved. Si Ma Yi was saved after getting the flying sword, and he felt much better. At this time, he carefully looked at the big cauldron in front of him, and he found that it seemed like a refining furnace, but it was many times larger than the ordinary furnace. The refining thing also had some clues. Before, he only had the inheritance of Baihe Zhenren, but he had neither spiritual medicine nor furnace. He took the furnace with him when he left. As for the spiritual medicine, he could only ask Ji Cang, the big man, for it, anyway, he had a bunch of IOUs in his hand. Er Gouzi stayed in the room like this, accompanying Sima Yi for a day and a night. During this period, no black-clothed man came in. He guessed that it might be because this was a place for him to practice. By now, Sima Yi's breath had become stronger, but the pockmarked corpse on the pillar had no blood flowing out. Of the remaining few living people, two also died. Enough blood and essence. Er Gouzi looked at Sima Yi who still hadn't woken up in the cauldron, and quietly walked out of the room. Not long after, he came back with two black-clothed men who had been knocked unconscious. These two black-clothed men also had the second-level cultivation of Qi training, which should meet the requirements. The two men were hung on the pillars, and steel needles were pierced on the soles of their feet. Two large streams of blood flowed out and entered the furnace.
In the next few days, Er Gouzi occasionally went out to catch one or two black-clothed men and hung them on the pillars. The means were somewhat evil and cruel, but now in order to save Sima Yi, Er Gouzi also wanted to come up with a better way. Anyway, the cult here made things by itself, and these black-clothed men must be happy to participate. The black-clothed men outside continued to do their own things according to their daily habits. So far, they have not found that their leader is dead. As time passed, Sima Yi's aura became stronger and stronger, much stronger than ordinary people, but he never woke up. The two talismans that Er Gouzi had attached to his body had long been ineffective. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, he was very careful every time he went out. More and more people were captured by Er Gouzi in the cave, and the man in black finally found something wrong. A man in black came to the room to report. "Leader, many of our brothers are missing." Er Gouzi hid behind a wall and whispered softly. "Come in!" The man in black walked into the room honestly, and when he looked up, he found that the pillars were full of their companions. At this time, he saw Er Gouzi standing behind the wall, but it was too late. "Bang!" The back of his head hurt, he had been knocked unconscious by the bullet, and he hung himself on the pillar. He checked again, and found Sima Yi was being slowly stewed in the cauldron. Er Gouzi felt that the aura emanating from Sima Yi was much stronger than his own, so he did not wake up. He knew that the effect of the medicine was still strong enough. Thinking of this, he simply took out all the blood and soul in his body and poured them into the cauldron to refine.